it's been piss-ass rainy all day. naturally i am in an unpleasant mood.

highlights:
*managing to get my laundry done AND put away (two things that don't always happen in close succession; there is an average span of a week between washing/drying/folding and putting-away-in-appropriate-place)

*waking up at seven am. yes this is a highlight because i couldn't sleep any longer and had i stayed in bed any longer i'd have a migraine at the moment and be in my bed with none of my clothes washed and an ice pack over my eyes

*bidding farewell to andresito (whose visit lasted only three days. sometimes i love the genes that made me this way!)

*target plants finally coming up. a few weeks ago i bought some one-dollar pots that had a "soil capsule" and seeds, of varying species. so coming up is forget-me-not and morning glory, i think. i guess we'll just have to wait and see!


but one thing that is pressing on me from all sides (due mostly to my bad mood caused by the rain) is that old desire to TRAVEL and not just travel but LIVE SOMEWHERE ELSE. i want to run away again.

i noticed this the other day: i went to buenos aires for a year, and one of my goals, whether i recognized it or not, was to alienate myself from the brainwashed world of the evangelicals. and i effectively accomplished that, seeing as i never really heard from any of them again.

yesterday this lady called. it was the one time in maybe three months that i answer the house phone. she mispronounced our surname so i told her "ethel" was not here (mispronunciation of the surname usually leads me to conclude the caller is a telemarketer). but then she said well somebody must be playing a joke on me. did someone call from this number about an apartment on water street? OH. so i explained to her that i hardly ever pick up the house phone, but that it may have been one of my parents who called. so she confirmed the cell phone number and i told her that mom was at work but if she left a message she would definitely get it.

ugh. it's like everything is collapsing before our very eyes. it's like i'm in a house being shaken by an earthquake and i have to get out before it flattens me!

anyway just some scattered thoughts inspired by the icky weather outside.